Who Knew

Chapter 1- The Empty Altar

Emmett's P.O.V.

I put my head in my knees and screamed out random curses while trying not to sob, Jasper was trying to calm me down, but it wasn't working. Then I heard "Where is he?" it was Bella.

Her voice sounded broken my heart went out to her. How Edward–the name was poison on my tongue! How could he do this to her; she is the most selfless, kind, loving, and beautiful person I've ever met! Nothing like the vain, bitter, and cold hearted shell that is Rosalie–her name made my stomach turn and my undead heart shatter all over again, 150 years! We were together for 150 fucking years; I loved her like no other!

I saw Alice run to the door screaming "Bella, NO!"

I stood quickly and ran to her. I grabbed her shoulders.

"What? Alice, where is she?!" I asked frantically.

"She… Emmett she'll kill herself… she's going to j-jump o-of-f t-the CLIFF!" she screamed.

We ran to catch her as she was getting on a motorcycle and headed to La Push. I had to admit she looked stunning on it; she took off but we caught her at the treaty line.

"Bella please don't do it! Don't you dare!" Alice sobbed angrily.

I was about to intervene when I saw her cold smirk and broken eyes before she answered grimly. "Watch me..." Then she took off.

I ran after her without a second thought. Alice screamed at me, but I ignored her. I got to first beach in seconds. I looked up to the cliffs and there she stood her dress flowing in the wind. She looked to be a distressed goddess… my goddess.

"My Bella" I whispered, and that's when it hit me, like a bolt out of the blue. I loved this woman; she's funny, kind, selfless and easy to be with! I saw her run back a few feet than run forward right off the cliff with open arm as if a bird preparing for flight, but unlike a bird she would fall.

"NO!" I screamed and ran to her. I swam as fast as I could. I surfaced with her frail body in my arms and gently placed her on the sand. "No Bella, don't die on me I… I love you!" I whisper in her ear, she coughed and gasped. I sat her up.

"Em…?" Her horse voice came in a raspy whisper.

"Yes babe it's me, please hold on," I whispered; she smiled sadly.

"Why didn't you let me die?! I'm unlovable!" She cried. Anger flared in my veins as I looked straight in her eyes.

"You are lovable! Edward was an idiot for letting you go for a… a vain shell! Plus I-I…" I let the sentence trail off.

"What Emmett?!" she shouted angrily.

"I love you!" I shouted, and she gasped with wide eyes. "I know you might still love that asshole of my brother, but I'll fight for you!" My rant was cut off by her sweet, tender lips on my stone ones. The kiss was rough and passionate, I pulled her body flushed against mine, her warmness didn't compare to what I had imagined. She pulled away too quickly for my liking.

"I love you too…" She whispered; her face red like a ripe berry. It was the cutest site. Then the words registered in my brain, a foolish grin painted itself on my lips, I put my hand under her chin and kissed her; pouring everything I felt for her into that one kiss.

"That's all I wanted to hear," I murmured in her ear, holding her close, forgetting the consequences for now.